Chaos and the Black Hole

Blazing golden beams shot into the sky, and Hanyang's body was like a sun, dazzling beyond compare.

He strode through the void, solar divine power coursing over his body. Mysterious runes flickered across the dense golden scales covering his skin.

Hanyang was deeply wary. This was his first time encountering this deputy commander under Gui Hong, yet he had not expected the other party to be so powerful.

The scales covering his body were entirely golden, as though forged from the essence of the sun itself, incomparably hard.

With this suit of golden scale armor, he could sweep aside opponents of the same realm. Few could break through his defenses.

Yet just before this, the scales on his calf had been shattered, leaving behind a wound.

Hanyang had initially thought that he had at least been injured by a Heaven-grade divine artifact. Only afterward did he realize that it had merely been a glance from the other party!

"What race is this guy from? His eyes contain a terrifying power of destruction!"

Hanyang's expression was grave. Several races surfaced in his mind, but none matched the fellow before him.

"If you retreat now, I won't kill you."

Mu Qing's eyes were like abysses, containing a horrifying aura. Strands of black light drifted out and shrouded his body.

His eyes were exceptionally unusual, suffused with demonic qi. Chaotic qi flowed within one eye, while a Black Hole revolved within the other.

Hanyang snorted coldly. "You're far too arrogant! Don't think that injuring me once means you can defeat me!"

He loathed that sort of attitude. Anger rose in his heart, and with a low roar, he formed a fist seal and struck out.

As that punch shot forth, light blossomed like the rising sun in the east, blazing sunlight spreading outward.